Just Another Manic Monday

Being fully prepared to have a week that was drastically better than last, I set about to prepare myself with reading, prayer and meditation to fully accept the reality of my experiences and to be accepting of those to come. Yeah, yeah, yeah.... Let me back up.

Thursday was absolutely, unequivocally one of my lowest days in quite some time that I can recall. But through the trial came a deeper understanding that laptops are expensive, but even more important of who I am, what I believe and the path that I am on. It prompted me to take a deeper look into the world, into myself and to my goals. These include both short and long term. I do believe that I came out of the day a much better person than I was when I woke that morning. Friday was spent in more quiet reflection and spending time with that amazing man who I am privileged enough to call my husband. We compared our individual goals and the goals that we would like to see accomplished as a couple and as a family. Taking the time to come together and compile a game plan was comforting as well as confirming. However Saturday brought with it an unexpected blessing. Sunshine.... Yes! I was able to take a nice run with the Chief in the sunshine and 40 degrees. It was invigorating to soak up Vitamin D and further discuss strategy for some upcoming renovations while enjoying the Southern Ohio terrain. Since then I have felt better than I have in some time. Saturday and Sunday night found me sleeping more soundly and restfully than I had in what felt like ages. Which is odd considering how busy we've been.

What I carry with me today are some of the following confirmations:

* I have an opinionated big mouth....

* It is hard to be the bigger person when you are a girl and are only 5'3" and weigh in around 110....

* The only microscope I need to concern myself with being examined under is that of my God. He knows my heart, my adoration, my love and my soul. He sees the whole of me unlike anyone else who may consider that they do. And that assurance carries with it the peace I need to sleep restfully, worship freely and know whose I am.

* In turn, Satan knows whose I am too. The closer I get to God and the deeper my faith grows the more arduous his efforts become in creating my stumbling. Therefore I need to cling to the word and hold tight the results of promises kept as I face the storms that are intended to bring me down.

* I have incredible friends who have the astounding ability to make me smile. With words, gestures and laughs. I adore my friends and they are an appreciated, loved and needed aspect in my life. With every text, phone call and poke in my ribs and kick to the rear they encourage me to strive to be better, applaud my efforts (even when they fall short). They are ready to giggle when I need to giggle, cry with me when I need to cry and celebrate with me when I need to celebrate. And I am always at the ready to be the same for them.

* I am a big nerd and I will no longer attempt to hide it.

* I have never been more sure or confident of the path that Aaron and I have strived towards. We have both come to a prayerful conclusion as to what we want to be when we grow up and we have aligned all the appropriate pieces to see that come to fruition. What contentment there is in even a fractional revelation of your purpose.

* I have a very strong disdain for viruses. My sweet little fidget has been slowed by un upper respiratory virus. I have been serenaded by the sound of coughs, hacks, wheezes, sniffles and a chorus of whines. The best estimation by my trusty pediatrician.... at the very least, a week before she is feeling like herself. Sigh. It broke my heart when after a dose of Motrin she asked when we were going to the doctor so she could get medicine to make her better.

* My kids have to be the most bizarre kids in the tri-state area if not the country! My monkey told his sister that she just needed to puke. While I thought that he would follow that up with the suggestion that it might help her stomach feel better.... rather, he said that it would give her another day off from school. For every jubilation over a snow day I was surprised by the utter disappointment at the impending snow storms ability to give the kids yet another snow day. It would appear that they are very attached to the idea of having a spring break. Who knew? For the record, I'm with them. While I really don't care if they get a spring break or not (I still have to work...) I do NOT want to be driving on a half an inch of ice.

* While I secretly wish that Steve Jobs was my rich uncle who would spoil me rotten with technological trinkets, I will have to find other means by which to acquire the toys I wish to replace and acquire. I realize I should not covet such things... but it is very hard not to when I was the very proud owner of a perfectly good mac book that was struck down in it's prime! Yes, my 2 year old trusty mac book met it's demise when my precious, irreproachable fidget inadvertently sloshed her entire cup of orange juice towards the back of my mac book. While my offspring held the stance of the four horseman awaiting the apocalypse that was sure to reign down I simply cleaned up the mess and excused myself for a short drive to have my break down within the privacy of my vehicle while my amazing and sympathetic husband listened. For this was the final act to my previously mentioned Thursday of doom. Alas, I will soon be the proud owner of a mac book pro. Because if I gotta replace.... I might as well upgrade. The iPad may or may not have to wait. tee hee hee

Now if you'll excuse me.... I'll be perusing the apple website compiling my wish list. =)

Amendment/Addendum

It was brought to my attention that in my late night ramblings a misconception was created. It is quite surprising how one word can create a storm of misjudgment of intended thoughts. Even more shocking to this simple writer is that people even tune in to her ramblings. This outlet was intended and will continue to be a vehicle for simply nothing more than a place to put the ramblings, and a place for extended family to catch up on the continuing misadventures of the little Mundy family.

I would like to Amend my statement of my stance in a previous post. I had mis-spoken (typed) my intentions. I am NOT pro-choice. And I have very strong personal convictions as to why I am not. However, with my ever present lack of sleep (and appropriate editing) I had said (typed) that I was pro-choice, when I am very much pro-life. Ah, semantics.... But fear not. I am not in support of ending a life for the sake of convenience to another.

My addendum is as follows. I still struggle with some of the pro-life organizations and their zero’d focus that is only on that of the unborn child. I struggle with the history of the church and it’s strong arm focus on social issues that come across as legalistic and full of judgment and condemnation. I have sat through conferences where I was told what coffee to buy, what brand of chicken to purchase, why I should not purchase any products that are imported from various countries due to their religious practices. Yet, there are lives affected with that choice. And what is being done to bring the love of Christ to them?

I am far from perfect and I have yet to meet someone face to face who was indeed perfect. We are all blemished, tarnished and unworthy. I am a sinner and I am fallible. But I also know that through my belief in Christ that I am awarded grace and mercy. That God knows my days from beginning to end and he knows that I am an emotional, strong willed, girl who often reacts based on emotion before reason. I don’t know why he created me this way. But, I do know that despite of myself, he loves me and guides me. He knows that my mouth (and fingers) are always 5-10 words ahead of my brain and I am in continual prayer that his muzzle is ready to humble me and reign me in. He loves this sinner despite her sins. I am thankful that grace does not keep a tally.

Romans 5:1-5
Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand. And we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God. Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.

A Big Wednesday, "What's up with that!?"

So yes, I must confess. Things have not been copacetic around the reservation. Why? Well....

* The sun has forgotten that Ohio exists. I would love to have some freakin sunlight! I am of half the mind to go to a tanning bed just to get some artificial warmth and glow to my skin to make me feel like I live on the planet earth! However the other half that has all the reason and logic says, "No way, girlfriend! You admit girls your age with skin cancer!" Dangnabbit!

* Being an adult sucks. Big Time!! I am realizing that no matter how hard I try, grasping with my finger nails... I am not going to be this young energetic spark forever. My children are growing, and growing and growing. They are becoming mini adults and making more mature choices at every turn. Those that I love are aging and it is requiring some very adult choices and actions. Interestingly enough I work within a community that is geared towards making the end of ones life to be filled with mercy, dignity and compassion. I see it in action daily. But I was ill prepared as to how it would impact my world when it came time to consider the multitude of options from the other side of the table. This has also prompted me to consider how I want my children to handle, or not have to handle so much if I, or the Chief were to be the ones in need of such skilled care. Being an adult means you lawyer up and take care of business, so that you can sleep better at night knowing that you may still look like you're in your 20's *cough cough* but you have the wisdom of a 34 year old.

* I have been in desperate need of some awesome belly laughs, and peace. I believe in the power of laughter to overshadow the darkness. Currently there are several things going on to make me feel that the ever present darkness is upon me, and I've been all Eyore about it too. With the lack of sunshine and the dark twisty stuff I've all but hung my head in said, "Oh bother..." But I have been blessed with some amazing friends who have impeccable timing and inspiriting words. Some are a comfort, while others are just entertaining. In my house it is well known that if Mama is in a bad mood, or any mood for that matter. You can either hug me, or make me laugh and all is right. Because the saying is true, "If Mama ain't happy.... ain't no on happy"!! So, if you are responsible for the result of me smiling or laughing. I am grateful for your heart and your efforts.


I know that there is mercy in the trail. I've received it before, and I know that it will be provided to me again. I believe in the sun, even though it's not shining. I believe that I am surrounded by love, light and truth. I believe that I will weather this storm, and I hope that soon I'll be able to catch my breath while I am enjoying a fruity umbrella drink basking in the sun.